For the next hour we rearranged everything until I finally told her to decide because I was finished. She stared at me for only a moment before agree...ing once she saw I was serious. When I started making us some lunch, I could still hear her going from room to room, changing things around.During the tattoo healing, Sheri, my potential lover became Sheri, the mother, scolding me if I got too dirty, or if I was out in the sun too long without sun block or clothing to cover my skin. She made. Hisco-worker! I will loose my job and what if my wife gets a hold on this?The next day I prayed that Ben hadn't found out. Oh please God.Pleassseeee!No such luck. Not long after I had found my place behind my desk I gota call. "Brian this is Ben. Could you come into my office right away?"Oh no, I thought. He knows and soon everybody will know and my life isruined! I walked in to his office ready for the axe. I sat down andwith just one glimpse at his face I knew he knew. But he wasn't angry.He. Our hands claw at the fabric of each other’s clothes, an unwanted barrier that is frustratingly in the way. Neither of us wants to break the kiss, so we haphazardly try to undress each other with our lips still connected. My hands fumble with the button on your trousers, struggling to coordinate with the vast and overpowering need that’s building with every second inside me. Eventually, we have to break the kiss, so that your t-shirt can be pulled over your head. My own top is swiftly removed.. ‘Wouldn’t let you… you know?’ ‘Yeah,’ she said. ‘He said that was for ‘whores,’ and it was no place for a ‘lady’s’ face to be. That he wouldn’t want to kiss a woman who did that.’ ‘Wow,’ I said. ‘That’s… different.’ ‘I see girls giving… um… giving blowjobs in these videos, and it looks… so… exciting. I’ve always wanted to…’ How on earth was I going to get through this evening? This was more than any man should have to bear. Sophia’s breath was starting to get heavy – nearly as heavy as mine..